...I don't need friends? Ok so no enemies exactly, but I like the way it sounded. This is my little rant that has been bouncing around in my head for the last several days. First off let me clarify and say I love all of my friends. They are my friends for a reason. I wasn't born into having to talk to them, hang out with them, etc. I choose to.
However this summer has been very hectic with running Stabby World and my awesome new relationship(s). Therefore a lot of my friends have seen very little of me. It sucks. I miss them.
With work it always seems like I get invited out for a beer when I'm super stressed and hours away from being able to leave work. If I do get to see them, they're wasted and fairly annoying. They don't understand why I can't just hang out at 2:30 in the afternoon or why I'm not all crazy fun when I do get off work.
Last weekend I had more time to hang out (read: get drunk) with my friends. It was great, I really really miss them. But I made a comment about how they are always doing stuff with my ex and it sucks that I never see them. And now she works with most of them, so they're all buddy buddy coworkers. WHICH IS FINE. Do not get me wrong, I really think she's fun to hang out with. They should. I just can't cause we're not there. So anyway I complain about her hanging with them and not me. And my friend goes "What, I can't be friends with her too?" At which point I wanted to shout, "Yes you can be her friend TOO, but that would entail hanging out with me also! Otherwise you're just her friend." Who bitches about never seeing me. WTF?
I know this is just a big jumble and makes little to no sense, but then I guess it's good no one reads this :) I had to get it out of my head. It's just frustrating when I'm getting chastised for not "being there" for my friends and then they're literally choosing to hang out with the one person who doesn't want to be around me therefore I won't be a dick and be there too. It just plain sucks.
In better news the days are going by. It's hard to remember that no matter what each day has 24 hrs. No matter how long they seem, they all pass. And they are! I now have 16 sleeps till I get to be back in my baby's loving arms. And goddamn it I can't wait! I got a bad reception call, a couple of texts and then a good reception call from her yesterday. It was so good to hear her voice. I couldn't figure out why I was so extremely stressed. I always am this time of year, but this has been exceptionally bad. And it's because I didn't know when I would get to talk to her again. I just can't wait to get off the plane on the East Coast. Holy hell it's gonna be fantastic!
The whole is she moving her thing is still stressful. I think she is. She said she is. But then she was still talking about her winter job back home. So I don't know. Either way it's all gonna work out in the end. I do know she pinky swore V that she would come back to town. So that's pretty much a signed contract :) And I'll take it. She is the best thing that's every happened to me. By far.
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